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朋友,我在这里,从远方给你写信。几天前我们还在相聚畅谈,但现在只能靠飞鸿传书。如果你同意的话,这算是一件很奇怪的事。你能看出,我现在心里满是惊奇。在离开巴黎很久之后第一次回归,不知怎么给我一种“形而上”的感受。我不只是指身体的回归,不只是指沉入嘈杂和骚动的黑夜。在旅行中,我这具生活着的、但惰性的身体投入交通工具那僵死而奔驰的身体。特快列车体现了城市的固有理念。乘客成了这种理念的俘虏,单调咆哮声中的一名傀儡。
I am here, my friend, writing to you from a distance. A few days ago we were still talking together, but now we can only rely on Fei Hong pass book. If you agree, this is a very strange thing. You can see that I am full of surprise now. For the first time after leaving Paris for a long time, I do not know how to give me a feeling of “metaphysics.” I’m not just referring to the return of the body, not just to the darkness of noisy and commotion. While traveling, I am a living, but inert body into the dead and running body of transport. Express train reflects the city’s inherent philosophy. Passengers became prisoners of this concept, a puppet in the monotonous growl.